As Ariel toured the studio, admiring all the toys and gear, her eyes lit up when she spotted a straitjacket. I offered to let her try it out; she said it had been years since she'd been in one and loved how they felt. Making sure it was plenty tight, she was then gagged with some mild protest.
After she's tied into a hogtie, she really started to protest and made it clear she was ready to be released. Ariel knew better, though. Her release would have to be earned, and across the room lay her salvation. A simple bell that when rung would grant her freedom. Getting there would take some effort, but Ariel knew she had no choice if she wanted out of her bondage.
Having been locked in a chastity belt for almost a week before, Kaecie vowed that she'd never do that again. Unfortunately for Kaecie, she doesn't come to visit to do what she wants. Quite the opposite. That doesn't mean she won't put up a fight when she sees it. A fact taken into account as she's secured with bondage mittens, rigid handcuffs, and hung from a ceiling hook. Each leg is then looped with rope and secured to actuators.
When the belt is revealed, Kaecie immediately starts to twist and pull away. With the flick of a switch, the actuators activate and slowly start to retract. As they start to pull, she sees what is about to happen and fights to stop it. With hundreds of pounds of pulling force, she only manages to dig the ropes in tighter before her legs are pulled apart. Now lower to the ground, her arms now pulled tight as well. Rigid as a bow string, Kaecie offers no resistance to the inevitable. Maybe I'll have her go for two weeks this time.
Knowing I was expecting an important call, Brat decided to silence my phone. When I discovered what she'd done, I was tempted not to take the bait. Instead, I gave her exactly what she wanted and more. Starting with a gag and blindfold, two things she hates most, they were followed by a hood and collar to keep them locked in place. An armbinder and belts completed her bondage, leaving her helpless on the floor.
After a bit of struggling, Brat learned there was a surprise for her in the room. Despite her limited mobility, she managed to find the wand mounted to a pole across the room. Positioned a bit too high, she had to stretch to reach it, making it difficult to climax. Brat was told she had five minutes to orgasm or she'd be spending the afternoon in the cage. Desperate, she pressed her pussy against the wand, her position making it impossible to keep it in the right spot.
When Sugar arrived home she was surprised to see what her roommate had set up. Between two poles were layers of plastic wrap as high as she was. After calling her roommate to find out what it was, she was stoked to find out it was for self-mummification. Despite her roommate's warnings to wait, there was no way Sugar wasn't going to try it out immediately. Starting at the top, she started unrolling the wrap from the poles and onto herself. To her surprise, she was already tightly secured within the first loop with at least a dozen more to go.
All went to plan until she reached the end. Sugar wanted to enjoy struggling and enjoying her mummification but knew she had to be careful. With the plastic wrapped around her ankles now, it was just a matter of time. Twelve seconds to be exact, before falling backwards onto the couch. No longer tethered to the pole or able to stand back up, her escape options dwindled. With her roommate at work for many more hours, Sugar was in for a long afternoon.
Bella thought she could handle it. She even laughed as the first strip of vinyl tape wrapped around her wrists, waving off the challenge as "just tape". But layer by layer, that confidence faded. Her arms were pulled behind her back, elbows crushed tight and sealed in glossy black vinyl. Her legs came next, taped into a strict frogtie that made even the smallest movement a chore. Still, Bella wasn't ready to give up. The tape gag muffled any protests, but that didn't stop her from voicing her frustration in whatever way she could. Deep down, she should have known there was a catch to that $500 escape challenge. Now, all she can do is thrash and twist, determined not to let them enjoy watching her fail.
